Chapter 431 It is said that it is the place where the "Sky God" fell

"Nuclear bomb?!"

The reception room of Dawn City.

When Chu Guang patiently listened to Kaliman's anxious statement and learned that the Legion intended to bomb the City of Plenty with a nuclear bomb of one million tons, he was stunned for two seconds, his expression dumbfounded.

But soon, he noticed the suspiciousness in this information, and a trace of suspicion appeared in his eyes.

"Is the news reliable?"

I haven't heard any rumors at all.

You knew it first.

It's not that I look down on the efficiency of the feudal dynasty's intelligence work, Chu Guang just doesn't believe they have this ability.

The Legion is an extremely special organization. They emphasize the purity of bloodline, and all core officers are from the Weilant people.

It was a bit of luck that the old man in the battlefield was able to get the relevant information about the No. 530 military base.

Before Piman and Antonette were captured, no one knew about the action plan codenamed "Thunder", including Chu Guang, who only speculated that the Legion was suspected of planning some major military action based on the excessive scale of weapons stored in the military base.

It was not until the plan was abolished that the hidden truth behind it surfaced.

Nuclear weapons...

It's not surprising that the Legion has that thing.

But how did the Lion Kingdom know about it?

Facing Chu Guang's suspicious eyes, Kariman nodded seriously.

"Absolutely reliable! This information comes from a noble person in the Falcon Kingdom who sympathizes with our situation. He has a connection with us in faith and blood. His piety to the Spirit of the Sand Sea exceeds his blind loyalty to the Falcon Royal Family... I can only reveal this to you, but I can swear to the Spirit of the Sand Sea that every word I say is absolutely true!"

That serious expression didn't seem to be fake.

In fact, Chu Guang did not doubt that the Lion Kingdom was fooling him, raising the "tension" in the region by fabricating false intelligence, and urging allies to send troops as soon as possible.

What he really suspected was whether this was General Griffin's fishing law enforcement, deliberately putting out bait to lure out the traitor.

However——

The reasons given by Kariman were sufficient.

Even in a classical militaristic kingdom like the Falcon Kingdom, the internal opinions could not be completely unified.

Even if the ministers had no dispute about "being the dog of the legion", they would argue about whether to be a teddy or a husky.

Especially for the people in the desert, the "river embankment" is a blessing from the spirit of the sea of ​​sand.

If the legion intends to use this nuclear bomb in the "City of Plenty", it is not surprising that there will be devout believers who stand up and oppose it.

Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly spoke.

"I will let our intelligence personnel pay attention, but I can't guarantee you that there will be results. Hiding himself is his top priority now."

"In addition, I will contact the allies on the East Coast as soon as possible and discuss countermeasures with them."

After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman and continued.

"Of course, it is not enough to rely on us alone. The area of ​​Luoxia Province is too vast. I need you to use the network of relationships that obtain information related to nuclear weapons to collect as much more specific information as possible. For example, where is the nuclear bomb, what type it is, how it is delivered, and how far it is delivered... These information are all critical."

The clues provided by "million tons of equivalent" alone are too few.

Even if it is investigated clearly whether the nuclear bomb was dropped from an airplane or from a missile, it can narrow the search range a little.

After explaining the intelligence that needs to be collected, Chu Guang then patiently explained to Kaliman some details worth noting.

For example, a million-ton nuclear bomb is not stuffed in a suitcase and can be carried around.

In addition to the aircraft or missile launchers that deliver nuclear bombs, the bombs must also be equipped with corresponding engineers and technicians for maintenance.

These can all become clues for investigation.

After the meeting with Prince Kariman, Chu Guang immediately summoned the representatives of the enterprise and informed Yi Chuan and others of the news that the Legion was deploying nuclear weapons to Luoxia Province.

Although the authenticity of the intelligence has yet to be further confirmed, it does not prevent Chu Guang from using it in advance.

The Alliance is bearing the threat of nuclear weapons for the Enterprise!

The Alliance needs more support!

Just as Chu Guang skillfully used the intelligence provided by Kariman to gain more support for the Alliance from the East Coast, General McLen, who left the front line of Oasis No. 9 and headed south, was also making intensive preparations to recapture the Heart of Steel...

...

The abandoned highway was buried in yellow sand, leaving only intermittent concrete wreckage.

The bare bridge piers and the cement road that occasionally emerges from the sand dunes are like corpses floating out of the sea, sinking and floating in the endless sea of ​​sand, with only the rusty road signs still remembering its name.

This is Highway 7, named after Oasis No. 7.

But now, both the oasis and the highway have disappeared in this desert, and there is no trace of them.

At the end of the branch road extending from the main road at the T-shaped fork, there stands a towering alloy dam.

It is as high as a building and as long as you can't see the end.

Near the base of the dam wall, you can see pipes as thick as buffalo waists, and the outlets under the pipes are connected to canals buried in sand.

This magnificent project once irrigated a piece of soil like the "City of Plenty".

But it has a completely different fate from the "City of Plenty". This circular "river embankment" has become a ruin, and the oasis attached to it has been abandoned over time.

The structure on the north side was still intact, but was buried by sand, while the south side seemed to have been hit by some terrible weapon. A whole section of the alloy-cast "river embankment" was directly wiped out, and most of the remaining part was broken into fragmented debris, twisted and unrecognizable.

Not only the "river embankment" was destroyed, but also the land under the "river embankment".

The powerful weapons even changed the geological structure, turning this place from a plain into a valley.

The people in the desert called it the "Lost Valley".

According to legend, a long time ago, an extremely tragic battle broke out here, causing the grace of the gods to fall, the curse of the evil energy to come, and the fertile land was permanently destroyed.

Now two centuries have passed, and the outcome of that war is unknown, leaving only a ruin for future generations to admire.

General McLennan's goal is here.

However, he is not here to mourn the ancients.

But to find something.

Something that can defeat the Heart of Steel...

The sound of gunfire resounded in the spacious valley.

The legionnaires wearing desert-colored bulletproof armor were divided into three teams, alternating to cover each other and advancing forward, carefully cleaning up the gnawers hiding in the corners.

The gnawers here are different from those elsewhere. The extremely water-deficient environment makes them short, but their movements are relatively faster and more unexpected.

In addition to gnawers, there are also desert lizards that feed on gnawers, radiation scorpions that are half a person tall and can dig holes, etc.

Especially the latter.

It seems to have built a nest here.

On the first day they arrived here, they lost five followers, one of whom died miserably, with the scorpion's tail piercing his head directly.

Looking at the alien corpses in front of him, a legionnaire cursed.

"Slime mold... Damn, how can there be mutant slime mold in the desert? Isn't this a specialty of big cities?"

If I remember correctly, it is difficult for it to survive in a water-deficient environment.

"Maybe a piece of dirty stuff fell here two centuries ago?" The leader of the team changed the magazine, glanced around expressionlessly, and finally couldn't help but click his tongue at the messy battlefield.

Most of the wreckage has been buried.

If you want to find the treasures hidden below, you have to dig them out first.

It sounds like a fantasy to search for treasure while facing the sneak attack of alien species.

Fortunately, they don't need to do the dangerous excavation work. Those followers whose lives are cheaper than slaves can do it for them, and there are as many as they want.

"What are we looking for here?" A soldier couldn't help asking.

The centurion answered concisely.

"Who knows, maybe General McLennan has his own plan... Don't worry about it, just do our job well."

As the aliens in an area were cleared, the followers carrying shovels and rifles returned to the construction site, began to dig earth, and transported the earth out of the valley in carts.

Not far behind them was the entrance to this majestic valley.

A sloppy and huge camp was located there, and it was only a hundred meters away from the river embankment debris that stretched for dozens of kilometers.

The entire camp was about 100,000 square meters, hundreds of meters long and wide, with a circle of sandbag walls on the outside, hanging iron wire and camouflage nets.

There were more than 200 trucks parked in the center of the camp, dozens of which were equipped with quadruple anti-aircraft guns.

There was about a 10,000-man team stationed here.

In a tent, there stood a group of officers.

General McLennan, standing in front of the command table, was communicating with a technical officer.

On the command table in front of the two men, there was a slightly old holographic projector, and a long column with milky white light was floating in the pale blue light cone.

McLen touched his chin and asked with interest.

"Does the shield core you mentioned look like this?"

It looks a little different from his Heart of Steel.

The technical officer smiled and said.

"Yes, this is what we are looking for... Isn't it beautiful?"

General McLen also laughed.

"It's okay."

He didn't think this thing was beautiful at all, it was far inferior to his collections.

But it didn't matter.

As long as this thing could help him paralyze the deflector shield and anti-gravity system of the Heart of Steel, it would be enough.

I hope that when he recovers the airship, those barbarians will not destroy all his treasures.

Staring at the light cone of the holographic image, the technical officer's expression was filled with a trace of obsession, and he continued to talk in a nagging manner.

"Quark-gluon plasma... It is said that one cubic centimeter weighs 40 billion tons, and it can only exist stably under extremely high temperature and high pressure. One of the greatest achievements of applied physics in the prosperous era is to find a way to make it more convenient and stable."

General McLennan asked curiously.

"This thing weighs 40 billion tons?"

This glowing tube looks more than just one cubic centimeter.

The technical officer smiled lightly.

"Of course it's not that heavy... The quark-gluon plasma stored in the shield core is only very small, weighing about 10 kilograms. As for the light you see, it is not its body, and its body is not something that can be directly observed with the naked eye."

Except for General McLennan, the officers standing here looked at each other in bewilderment.

In their view, this overly obscure scientific theory is no different from the beliefs of the desert dwellers.

Both have a set of self-consistent logic, and the existing technology can neither prove nor disprove it.

After a pause, the technical officer continued.

"According to relevant information, the People's Union Aerospace Force once deployed a 'Titan' here to clear the mother nest that landed here. The power of its shield core is equivalent to that of a conventional frigate... What we have to do is to find it."

Whether it is a deflector shield, an anti-gravity device, or a neutrino channel, etc.

These technologies born in the middle and even late stages of the Prosperous Era all rely on the breakthroughs in the research of gravitons and gravitational fields in the early physics community of the Prosperous Era.

The boson with a spin of 2 and a mass of 0, the imaginary particle that is ubiquitous in nature and defined by quantum mechanics as transmitting gravity, was boldly imagined by classical physics, but it was not found.

In the great Prosperous Era, physicists successfully found it through precise calculations and experiments, and explained it in more detail with rigorous theories.

Although it is impossible to store gravitons in glass bottles like glass marbles, it is possible to indirectly interfere with them through "high-density matter", thereby indirectly affecting the gravitational field.

This includes making the motion loss of an object deflect in a curved space, and weakening or even eliminating the interaction between large mass objects.

The former belongs to the technical principle of deflection shields, while the latter is often used in anti-gravity devices.

Even in the prosperous era, these two technologies are also cutting-edge applications, but it is not difficult to destroy them.

In addition to the two methods of cutting off power supply and overloading power supply, a more direct method can be used - that is, to interfere with the gravitational field dominated by the "shield device" and "anti-gravity device".

This is not very difficult.

They do not need to prepare a large number of anti-aircraft artillery positions. They only need to use the shield core - that is, the glowing battery, to make a "phase gun" to interfere with the gravitational field of the target area, which is enough to paralyze the shield and anti-gravity system of the Iron Heart in a short time.

Without the shield and anti-gravity system, it will fall from the sky.

At that time, there will be no need for any heavy firepower weapons. It will be enough to rush up with people to grab the airship back.

And this is why he asked Griffin for 10,000 people.

What?

Will the airship be damaged if it falls from the sky?

That kind of thing is not important at all.

The most valuable thing about the Heart of Steel is the frigate core inside, including a series of black technologies such as the reactor, shield core, anti-gravity device, etc., which are all integrated on the frigate core.

As for the outer steel coat and the propeller that drives the airship to move, etc.... These cheap replaceable parts are not worth much at all.

As long as the airship is driven back to the airport of the Legion, it can be repaired in minutes.

General McLen couldn't help but curl up a smile.

Although losing the Iron Heart was a stain on his military career, after all, those barbarians were funded by the enterprise, and his loss was not unfair.

As long as he could get the airship back, no one would be qualified to accuse him of incompetence.

A century.

He was the only captain who had fought back and forth with the enterprise. This was not only not shameful, but could even be a topic of conversation at the aristocratic ball.

At this time, an officer walked to the door of the tent, stood at attention and saluted.

"Report! General Griffin sent a telegram!"

Upon hearing the name Griffin, McLen's eyes flashed with impatience.

This guy was not ordinary and liked to point fingers. He had to send a telegram for every little thing.

Just as I arrived here, a telegram was sent. It was probably to order me to do something again.

And it was definitely not a good thing.

But no matter how annoying it was, I still had to obey the order.

"Let me see it."

"Yes!" The officer walked into the tent and handed the decoded telegram to McClane with both hands.

McClane took the telegram and glanced at it, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Noticing the strange look in the general's eyes, the staff officer standing beside him hesitated and asked.

"What does General Griffin ask for?"

"He wants us to build an airport here."

"Airport?"

The staff officer showed a surprised expression on his face, and the other officers next to him looked at each other, exchanging surprise in each other's eyes.

Griffin will distribute the army's aircraft to them?

This is too... incredible.

"That's right."

After a brief reply, McClane walked to the wall of the tent and looked at the strategic map hanging in the tent.

The Lost Valley is to the south of Oasis No. 9, and the distance between the two places is quite far.

If you want to bomb the Lion Kingdom from here, it is obviously not a good idea.

The Legion has only one jet in Luoxia Province, and ground air strikes are mainly handed over to the propeller planes of the Army.

The former has enough range but too few in number, while the latter has a large number but obviously not enough range.

This place is actually very close to Oasis No. 4.

Go west from his current direction for one or two hundred kilometers, and you will see the double-headed peak of the Zhuobar Mountains. Cross the pass there and you can reach Oasis No. 4 on the south side of the mountains.

If it is a plane, it will be more convenient, just fly over the mountains.

"...Is this guy planning to fight on two fronts?" McLen touched his chin, and his eyes stopped at Oasis No. 4 on the strategic map.

Although the Hump Kingdom was not as good as the Lion Kingdom, it was still a regional power with a population of one million. With only 10,000 followers and not enough heavy firepower, he really didn't have the confidence to conquer it.

And if he remembered correctly, after conquering Oasis No. 9, the next target should be the Golden Lizard, and the Hump was the last one.

But if the target was not the Hump...

McClan thought about it, and his sight began to move eastward, and finally stopped at the east of Luoxia Province - the green forest and plain.

It was also far away, about the same distance from here to Oasis No. 9.

But it was just within the range of the jet plane!

As if thinking of something, a trace of realization appeared on McClan's face, and suddenly he laughed out loud.

"Hahaha... Griffin is worthy of it! That cunning skunk, I know what he wants to do!"

The officers in the tent looked at each other.

Isn't he an old fox?

How did he become a skunk again?

Restraining his smile, General McLennan looked at his subordinates and gave a stern order.

"Send a thousand-man team from the escort army to level the land north of the camp."

"We will build a temporary runway there!"

The newly promoted logistics chief immediately stepped out from the officers, stood at attention and saluted.

"Yes!"

In his impression, his immediate superior, General McLennan, had never taken General Griffin's order so seriously.

It must be something important!

McLennan turned around and continued to look at the hanging map, with a hint of obvious viciousness in his happy smile.

These ugly barbarians.

They will soon pay the price for their stupidity.

It's a pity...

This way of dying without any pain is too cheap for them.

...

At the same time, the sun was setting in the west of the Lost Valley.

Directly north of the Zhuobar Mountains, on a bare Gobi Desert, a girl riding on a bear's back, holding a telescope in her hand, stretched her neck and looked forward excitedly.

She carried an RPG on her back, and hung grenades, submachine guns and a cute mushroom badge on her waist. Although her black silk and coat were torn, and her fluffy short hair was blown into a chicken coop, it could not hide her silly and coolness at all.

"Oh oh oh! What a big double front!"

The white bear, who was listless under the sun, looked up and looked forward, complaining weakly.

"... I always feel that Awei has made another incredible speech."

Sisi, who was driving, also interrupted.

"Well, if you type on the public screen, it should show two asterisks or be directly replaced by other words."

Tail: "???"

Standing at the front of the truck compartment, Zhimahu, who was holding the machine gun on the roof, also looked ahead, and the cat ears on his head suddenly shook excitedly.

"Don't you think those two mountains look like cat heads?"

"Oh! That's a good name," Tail's eyes sparkled, and he turned back and gave a thumbs up, "Let's call it Cat Head Mountain!"

Unable to understand the conversation between the three people and the bear, the old man riding the two-headed cow and following the truck smiled and said in human language.

"That's the Double Head Peak."

Although I couldn't understand their conversation, I could guess from their expressions and actions that they were probably discussing the names of the two majestic mountains.

The old man's name was Buma, a resident of Oasis No. 4. He made a living by doing business with the nearby mines. On the way back, he unfortunately encountered a looter and almost lost his life.

Fortunately, he met this group of kind girls, so he was able to save his life without any danger and get his cow back.

In order to repay their life-saving grace, he offered to serve as a guide.

Considering that she had no idea about the situation in Oasis No. 4, and that having a local to help could reduce unnecessary trouble, Sis nodded and agreed.

As for why they were here, it was a long story.

After the battle of Ruigu City, the White Bear Knights took a short break and then set off again, heading west into the desert.

Since Oasis No. 9 was at war, it was obviously not a good idea to go to the Lion Kingdom at this moment.

So Sis suggested that they go to the Golden Lizard to have a look. It was said that if Oasis No. 8 went further north, it would reach the Wandering Swamp, where the mysterious academy was hidden.

At first, everyone thought this was a good idea.

However, just halfway through the journey, they heard from a traveler at a post station that if they crossed the southernmost Zhuobar Mountains and walked south to the Silver Moon City in the Camel Kingdom, they could see the endless sea.

When they heard that they could see the sea, the three people and the bear were immediately excited.

Sea!

Compared to swamps and academies, the sea is indeed more attractive!

So, under the suggestion of Tail and the encouragement of Rourou, the White Bear Knights made a 180-degree turn and headed south again...

"Eh? So it has a name?" Tail looked at the old man in surprise.

"Haha, it's quite famous. If you come here often, you will definitely hear about it."

The old man's face showed a hint of pride, and he continued slowly.

"My hometown, Petra Fortress is located between those two mountains! It is probably the only survivor settlement in the entire desert that does not rely on the existence of an oasis. After crossing Petra Fortress, it is Oasis No. 4, and it is also the only way to Oasis No. 4."

"Petra!"

Hearing this pronunciation, Tail immediately pulled Rourou's hair excitedly, "Rourou, Rourou, it's Petra! You may be able to find gold coins and hammers in the surrounding desert!"

Rourou complained helplessly.

"...That's another game, and this is not the same world."

Sisi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, thought for a while and spoke.

"Well... that's what I said, but logically speaking, if this is really the only passage to Oasis No. 4, there might be some treasure buried under the sand."

The caravans engulfed by the sandstorm.

Or the treasures that fell off the oxcart due to the bumps.

If they are willing to spend time looking for it, they might really be able to dig something out of the sand under their feet.

As for whether it is valuable, that is another matter.

"Oh! Treasure hunt!" After getting a positive answer, Tail suddenly became excited, and this time even the meat under her was aroused.

One man and one bear excitedly discussed the treasure hunt plan, and agreed to go to the sand dunes with engineer shovels to hunt for treasure after the transaction was completed.

Looking at his happy good friend, Sis couldn't help but smile.

Compared with war, this leisurely journey is indeed more pleasant. In the past month, what they have seen and heard along the way can be written into a book.

It would be great if peace could always be maintained.

Although she knew in her heart that this short peace was more like the calm before the storm. A few days ago, the Death Corps had launched a preemptive raid on the Legion. It was estimated that when this journey was over, they would also report to the front line.

Zhimahu looked at the old man on the cow's back and asked curiously.

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to when going to the Petra Fortress?"

The old man smiled.

"Nothing to pay attention to. The locals are much more open-minded than other residents in the desert. As long as you respect their beliefs, they will respect you. Local laws prohibit killing, fighting and theft. Please pay attention to this... But I don't think you will commit such a thing."

"By the way," the old man glanced at the ears on her head and said with a smile, "The residents of the Hump Kingdom like cats very much. You will definitely be very popular there."

Zhimahu put on his helmet a little embarrassedly.

The group talked and laughed, and soon approached the towering fortress.

Its outline is very similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome. The curved concrete structure is reinforced with stones and wood, and the barrels of cast iron cannons stand beside the battlements.

In addition to these primitive weapons, there are also some light and heavy machine guns on the top of the fortress. These equipment are not good enough for regular troops, but they are enough to deter ordinary bandits and looters.

Square houses are distributed between the valleys of the two mountains and spread towards the ridge.

This is both a fortress and a gathering place for survivors. The permanent population is about 70,000 to 80,000, and the floating population is unknown.

Not only the caravans from the River Valley Province, but also the caravans from the Jinchuan Province will pass by here, so it looks very lively here.

People stand beside the muddy roads and sell colorful linen. A triangular shed supported by two wooden sticks is a simple stall.

Everything is sold here, just like a market in Somalia.

Next to the fruit stand is a shop selling rifles. A woman with a slightly darker complexion wearing a plaid skirt is feeding her child while bargaining with mercenaries who are purchasing weapons.

The noisy voices are endless.

Since entering this market, the group of people have unconsciously raised their voices, and they almost have to shout to hear each other's voices.

"By the way, this place is similar to the Horseshoe Town of the Red River Alliance!"

"Oh! But it's so big! Much bigger than the Horseshoe Town!"

"Haha... After all, it's just a small town."

"Hmm... I wonder if there are any special products with a relatively high unit price here." Sisi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked around and said thoughtfully.

She heard from the old man named Buma that the spices, carpets, beef, camel milk and milk produced here are very famous, as well as some iron products and pottery.

If you are not financially constrained, it is best not to buy the rifles and bullets sold by those small vendors. Those things thrown on the carpet for sale are either spoils of war seized from looters or low-quality products produced by small workshops with cheap materials.

The former are poorly maintained, and the latter are crudely made. They may jam or explode at critical moments, which may cost the user's life.

"... If you need to replenish ammunition, you can go to the workshop in the city to place an order. As long as the bullets are not too complicated, the craftsmen there can even customize them according to the caliber and primer type you need."

The old man glanced at the houses not far away, looked at the girl sitting in the truck, and asked for advice.

"I want to go home first to report my safety. I usually get home in three days. This time it took too long. My wife and children must be very anxious... How about we make an appointment to meet here tomorrow?"

Sis nodded.

"Then let's do it at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. We also need to make some repairs."

She had already marked the location of the hotel with a garage and warehouse on the map, and planned to take everyone to get a room and put down the luggage.

There was still a lot of ammunition on the truck, so there was no rush to replenish it. Now the first thing they had to do was to exchange the goods on the truck for local currency.

I heard that devil silk is very popular in the local area. A roll as thick as a forearm can be exchanged for a big-horned bull, and the former can be bought very cheaply as long as there is enough contribution.

The order price of Frostspear Ranch is quite generous. A 3,000-jin big-horned bull can be exchanged for nearly 6,000 silver coins.

In addition to those strange little gadgets.

This truckload of goods may make a profit of more than one million in this round trip!

Just as Sisi was thinking in his heart, Weird and Rourou, who were walking in front, suddenly stopped beside a stall.

Climbing down from Rourou's body, Wei Tail came to the stall and looked at the books and scrolls covered with blankets. Suddenly, he looked like he had discovered a new world, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

Looking up at the stall owner sitting under the shed, Wei Tail asked excitedly.

"Boss, do you sell treasure maps here?"

"Treasure maps?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment, but soon, his wrinkled face was full of joy.

He restrained his smile, coughed lightly, made a mysterious expression, and lowered his voice.

"Customer, I shouldn't say this, but for the sake of fate between you and me..."

Wei Tail's eyes sparkled.

"For the sake of fate?"

The stall owner smiled slightly and stared at her.

"Have you heard of the Lost Valley?"

If he had heard of it, he wouldn't have to say the following nonsense.

However, as he expected, the girl in front of him was only here for the first time, or even her first time in the desert, and had never heard of the cursed place.

Tail shook his head quickly and looked at the old man behind the stall expectantly.

"No! Is there anything there?"

The stall owner's eyes turned slowly and spoke in a long tone.

"Haha, there are so many good things there... It is said that the Lost Valley is where the God of the Sky fell."

"Oh oh oh! God of the Sky?!" Hearing this scary name, not only Tail, but also Rourou next to him showed an excited expression.

Glancing at the human-like big white bear, the stall owner continued to tell the story.

"Yes, it happened a long, long time ago. The twilight of the gods came at midnight, and the dark sky was lit up as day. The gods who were once united fought in the mortal kingdom, killing each other, and finally the sky god fell. The scepter that slipped from his hand destroyed the grace of the spirit of the sea of ​​sand, turning the former oasis into a cursed wasteland..."

Seeing the girl's eyes light up, the stall owner knew that his chance had come, so he lowered his voice and threw out the bait.

"...These are all public rumors, but few people know what happened after the war ended,"

"What happened!" Tail swallowed his saliva, his face full of expectations.

The stall owner lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"The followers of the Sky God found the remains of the God and built a temple on his remains. Two hundred years have passed, and his servants have gone with him and disappeared in the endless yellow sand... But according to legend, the armor of the Sky God is still there, enshrined in the temple buried in the yellow sand!"

Tail clenched his fists excitedly.

Hidden mission!

Giao!

"In other words, as long as you find the temple, you can find the armor of the Sky God!"

"That's right."

The stall owner gave her an appreciative look, and as a compliment to this cleverness, he picked up an old scroll from the stall.

"I happen to have a treasure map here. I originally planned to hire a few mercenaries to go and see it together, but you can see... The business here is so busy that I can't spare the time to leave. My hair is almost white waiting. If you are interested, I can sell it to you,"

Tail said excitedly: "How much!"

The stall owner thought for a moment.

"Well... let me think about it. After all, I bought it from another traveler. I gave him 10,000 gold camel coins. Since we are destined to meet, I will sell it to you at the original price."

"Ten thousand gold camel coins!?" Tail showed a frustrated expression on her face, "Wow... I don't have that much."

When she rescued the old man named Bulma before, she recovered some gold coins with camels printed on them from the group of looters she had dealt with.

Bulma said that those small gold coins were gold camel coins, with a small denomination of 1 and a large denomination of 10.

However, there was only a small bag of gold coins. Although she didn't count them carefully, it was impossible for there to be as many as 10,000.

The stall owner thought that she probably just came here and hadn't had time to exchange for the local currency, so he hurriedly said.

"What about dinar? Dinar is also fine! 10,000 will do! Or Cr, but I can't give you a high price for Cr... 30,000, oh no, how about 40,000?"

Tail shook his head like a wave drum.

"No."

The stall owner looked slightly disappointed.

Originally, the girl looked good. Although she was covered in dust, her complexion was much better than those travelers. Not only did she have a rare animal as a pet, but she also had a truck. She looked like a rich lady who had escaped from Oasis No. 9, but she couldn't even make this little bit of money.

I really misjudged her.

However, with the idea of ​​cheating as much as possible, he still showed his acting skills, made a hesitant expression, gritted his teeth and said with pain.

"Forget it, for the sake of our fate, I will sell it to you for 6,000 dinars... Think about it, you can buy this treasure map for the price of 6 strong slaves. As long as you recruit the armor of the God of the Sky, maybe I can help you revitalize your family."

"Oh! Revitalize the family!"

The tail's eyes became brighter, and then he looked pitifully at Sisi who was waiting for her in the driver's seat.

"Si..."

Seeing the pitiful expression, Sisi said helplessly.

"Okay, Ah Wei, we should go to the hotel. This guy obviously thinks you look easy to fool and wants to cheat you out of your money."

Tails: "But what if it's a hidden mission! The treasure map bought at the market in a foreign town actually hides a shocking secret..."

Seeing the guy's expression of wanting, Sisi sighed, pulled the handbrake, pulled out the car key, and jumped out of the driver's seat.

The stall owner looked at the woman in front of him with a vigilant face.

His intuition told him that this guy was not as easy to fool as the previous one.

Sisi took out his money bag, counted it, looked at the stall owner and said.

"I just happen to have a bunch of gold camel coins, about... more than 90 pieces. If you are interested, sell it to me. If not, we will leave."

"Ninety?! You might as well let me give it to you for free!" The stall owner's eyes widened, unable to accept the price difference, gritted his teeth and said, "... 3,000 dinars, this is the bottom line I can accept!"

When he heard that the offer for him was cut in half, Tail was shocked.

"Eh?! Didn't you give Tail a discount because of fate?"

"Uh..."

The stall owner smiled awkwardly, looked away, and didn't dare to look at those eyes.

Sisi also smiled faintly.

"Maybe the stall owner thinks that I am more destined to meet him."

The stall owner smiled and touched the back of his head.

"Beautiful lady, you are right! How about... 2,500? This price can't be any cheaper. If it's any cheaper, I might as well ask a few mercenaries to find it myself--"

"Eighty."

Sisi took out a few coins from her purse and stuffed them into her pocket. She threw the purse on the stall and picked up a book and shook it.

"Plus this gift."

"Oasis under the Zobar Mountains"

The name of this book should help her understand the situation in this area.

After all, the old man named Bulma was met halfway. Even though she and her group saved his life, she didn't completely believe him.

This is a wasteland.

It's not a fairy tale.

The stall owner's face was livid and he clenched his teeth.

Seeing that he looked uncomfortable, Tail suddenly felt a little bit sorry. He stretched out his hand and gently pulled Sisi's sleeve and whispered.

"Si, why don't we go... I suddenly don't want it anymore."

Forcing others to do something they don't want to do always makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

Sisi smiled and didn't insist.

"Oh, then listen to Awei."

After saying that, she put down the book in her hand and turned to leave.

At this moment, the stall owner, who had a sullen face a second ago, suddenly jumped up like a squirrel whose tail was stepped on, and grabbed the purse into his arms.

"Eighty! That's eighty! Deal! The scroll and the book are yours now, take them away from me!"

"Really?!" Wei took the scroll with a look of surprise.

Expecting him to have this reaction, Sisi smiled indifferently, picked up the book and stuffed it into his arms.

"Thanks."

The truck started again.

Looking at the truck and the girl with the bear disappearing at the end of the street, the stall owner spat and cursed, "Poor bastard."

Weighing the purse in his hand, a trace of sadness appeared on his wrinkled face.

He only made 80 yuan from a single transaction.

He didn't know how long he would have to wait for the next order.

If I had known earlier, I would have given in earlier...